A couple days each week I stretch a little longer than
I do on the other days. I go over to the National
Training Center and I spend about 30-45 minutes on the
"stretch cage." For all I know, "stretch cage" might
even be what this contraption is actually called, but
if not, its a good name/description. Basically you
have a series of bars going every way imagineable so
that every angle is covered for your stretching needs.
I see it pretty frequently now in most gyms, but only
in the last couple years so your gym might not have it
yet.

Anyways, I was just getting started the other day when
I noticed this nice lady was staring in my general
direction. For the next 30+ minutes I continued to
stretch and every few minutes my eyes would glance in
her direction, I would catch her looking over, and she
would quickly look in a different direction. I suppose
I was flattered, but I kind of wondered why she has
been doing this for so long. It had gone from cool to
weird.

Eventually I finished stretching and walked away. Just
as I did she walked over to the "cage" and proceeded
to begin her own routine. This poor lady had been
waiting for over half_an_hour for this thing. I don't
know what I find more amusing; the fact that someone
waited so long for this thing (its not_that_great) or
the fact that I actually thought it was me she was
interested in and not "the cage." I think the latter
is more amusing. Hints the title of this blog.

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More of the same going on this week. I've had some
good sessions and I'll be racing the Winter Park 10K
tomorrow. (Mark B is going down!) Its the last running
race I'll be doing this spring before the tris begin
on April 2nd.

-jd

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